Ares and Ankine had searched the gloomy west mountain for the witch, but they had never found him. Instead, they went back home, sad and discouraged. Ares awoke the next morning with another sharp pain in his chest after having some strange nightmares again. He clenched his teeth and attempted to disregard the pain, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.
A knock on the door made his head turn. "Come in," he called, and soon Tenzing stepped inside.
"Good morning," he greeted.
"Good morning," Ares replied getting up. "Am I late?"
"No. I wanted to have a word before we start the day." He spoke in a serious tone.
Ares breathed through the discomfort in his chest. "Go ahead."
"Last night…" he began and Ares tensed. The man saw him. "What you saw, it is not what you think."
"What do I think?"
"I respect Nazneen, and I do not wish to come between you two."
"There is nothing between us."
